"Rest assured, I am duty-bound to handle this kind of matter."
Inside the auction house, Xue Qinghe nodded slightly to Xiao Lin.
Whether it was the inherent disgust the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul had for evil individuals, or the political achievement he could easily gain from his identity, Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue) had no reason to let the mastermind behind the Ice-Robe Gang escape.
What's more, according to Xiao Lin's description, the mastermind's strength didn't seem weak. Aside from the strangeness of their Martial Soul, there was a possibility of a Soul Bone blessing.
Qian Renxue believed that no one could refuse a precious Soul Bone.
"By the way, do you still want to remove that evil thing?"
Outside, Qian Renxue did not mention the word "Soul Bone," but Xiao Lin knew that Qian Renxue was referring to his external Soul Bone.
"Forget it. It's crowded here, and too many eyes are watching."
Xiao Lin thought about how he had recently been targeted. It was better to say and do less, lest he attract attention from more people.
"Alright, but please take this money. This is your grandfather's manuscript fee; I had someone calculate it and retrieve it for you."
Qian Renxue finally took out a black card issued under the name of Spirit Hall and handed it to Xiao Lin.
Hearing that it was his own money, Xiao Lin accepted it without hesitation, and his attitude towards Qian Renxue improved somewhat.
After finishing his conversation with Qian Renxue, Xiao Lin walked out of the private room.
The sight before him made him speechless.
For some reason, this Yu Xiaogang guy had once again entangled Tang Ni and Tang San.
He was even setting his sights on Xiao Wu, too.
It was as if he had realized that Xiao Wu's strength was also extraordinary.
Because the auction house incident had temporarily concluded, people from many forces had retreated, which gave Yu Xiaogang an opportunity to squeeze in.
But even so, there were still many members of the Imperial Fighting Team present around Tang San and the others.
Despite this, Yu Xiaogang shamelessly tried to invite Tang San and the others.
And because Yu Xiaogang was, after all, Yu Tianheng's uncle, the members of the Imperial Fighting Team found it hard to block him.
"Second Uncle, please stop making a scene, or I'll get angry."
Tang San and the others were fine because Yu Tianheng was blocking Yu Xiaogang.
At this moment, Yu Tianheng's face was full of dark lines, feeling that Yu Xiaogang was completely disgracing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
Although Yu Xiaogang had long been expelled from the sect, who would actually go out of their way to provoke him?
Currently, only Yu Tianheng, a family member, was suitable to stop Yu Xiaogang.
On one side were Tang San and the others, who had given him Martial Soul evolution, his future teammates, and the future connections of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
On the other side was Yu Xiaogang, who had been a failure his entire life and constantly embarrassed the sect.
Even if Yu Tianheng had a damaged brain, he would know which choice to make.
"Tianheng, how can you treat me like this? Do you even remember that I am your Second Uncle?"
The blocked Yu Xiaogang not only failed to realize that Yu Tianheng had already given him face, but he felt that Yu Tianheng was being insubordinate and deserved to die.
To the extremely sensitive and insecure Yu Xiaogang, this instantly stripped him of his dignity.
In his rage and shame, Yu Xiaogang actually raised his hand, intending to strike Yu Tianheng's face.
Fortunately, Yu Tianheng was no longer the child who worshipped Yu Xiaogang. After Xiao Lin and the others appeared, his favorable perception of Yu Xiaogang had shattered completely.
"Slap!"
Yu Tianheng blocked Yu Xiaogang's slap with his forearm, his eyes turning fierce.
At this moment, upon seeing Yu Tianheng's gaze, Yu Xiaogang was so terrified that he collapsed onto the ground.
He was like an aging father who, enraged by his son's truthful words, slaps him, only to realize belatedly that he is no longer a physical match for his strong young son. The father, concerned and fearful for his future days, would exhibit the same clumsy, ridiculous look that Yu Xiaogang displayed now.
Suddenly, a smell of urine wafted into Yu Tianheng's nostrils.
Yu Tianheng frowned tightly, and a hint of killing intent appeared in his gaze towards Yu Xiaogang.
He's still disgracing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!
It was only because Yu Tianheng had been raised well and had excellent manners that he didn't strike immediately. Otherwise, he would have long since done so.
A Yu Xiaogang like this, alive, would constantly be a disgrace to their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
Yu Tianheng was in a dilemma—he couldn't hit him, but he couldn't not hit him either.
Finally, he could only roar up to the sky, summoning his Martial Soul.
The next second, under Yu Xiaogang's incredulous gaze, Yu Tianheng summoned the Golden Light Holy Dragon Martial Soul, and then initiated Martial Soul Possession.
Yu Xiaogang was all too familiar with this Golden Light Holy Dragon. This was his Martial Soul!
When Yu Xiaogang used the Tri-Force Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Liu Erlong and Flender, he had once considered whether his Martial Soul could evolve into the Golden Light Holy Dragon in the future.
But upon seeing Yu Tianheng's Martial Soul evolve into the Golden Light Holy Dragon, Yu Xiaogang's heart began to twist.
Why?!
I, Yu Xiaogang, have worked so hard and studied so much knowledge about Martial Souls.
Why didn't my Martial Soul evolve into the Golden Light Holy Dragon?
Why is it this kid, Yu Tianheng?
Heaven is unfair!
The resentment in Yu Xiaogang's heart flourished. Wisps of evil energy quietly emerged from the bottom of his heart, then began to change him.
"Yu Xiaogang, I apologize."
Yu Tianheng's manners were ultimately too refined. As he prepared to take action against Yu Xiaogang, he couldn't help but remind him.
This temporarily interrupted Yu Xiaogang while he was in the process of blackening.
Then, he violently lifted Yu Xiaogang with one hand and strode towards the outside of the auction house.
Along the way, Yu Tianheng spoke very politely to the others, saying, "This is an internal matter of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, there's no need to panic."
Along the way, no matter how much Yu Xiaogang, who was caught in Yu Tianheng's relentless iron grip, twisted his ugly body, Yu Tianheng remained unmoved.
Yu Tianheng refused to pay any attention to Yu Xiaogang's pleas for mercy.
Disgracing Yu Xiaogang was better than disgracing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
Before long, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yu Xiaogang was ruthlessly thrown out of the auction house entrance by Yu Tianheng.
Because of the Martial Soul Possession, Yu Tianheng's strength was immense.
He instantly threw Yu Xiaogang over twenty meters away.
Poor Yu Xiaogang tumbled continuously on the ground, finally stopping himself by friction, thanks to his thick, brazen face.
Pain!
Yu Xiaogang only felt a burning, stinging pain.
In addition to the physical pain, Yu Xiaogang felt even greater heat on his face.
Yu Tianheng, you deserve to die!
Yu Xiaogang felt that his reputation and dignity had been ruthlessly trampled upon by this fellow, Yu Tianheng.
This made him too ashamed to ever face or recruit Xiao Lin and the others again.
This would make him the laughingstock of the Heaven Dou City populace for the next month, perhaps even a year or two.
This powerful sense of humiliation caused hatred to rise in Yu Xiaogang's heart, leading him to resent Yu Tianheng and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect behind him.
Since you are heartless, don't blame me for being unjust.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang completely blackened.
Innumerable evil energies erupted from Yu Xiaogang's heart and then surged into his Martial Soul.
If Qian Renxue were to see Yu Xiaogang now, she would surely realize that Yu Xiaogang was transforming into a Fallen One.
However, the only thing that could be confirmed was this:
Given Yu Xiaogang's aptitude, even if he became an Evil Soul Master, he would still be a failure of an Evil Soul Master.
He would be a failure his entire life.
It was highly probable that he wouldn't even break through level 30.
Before long, under the pointing and whispering of countless passersby, Yu Xiaogang suppressed his shame and hatred, stumbling and limping away.
Remember this, all of you deserve to die.
Yu Xiaogang screamed internally.